[Douluo/Sword Three] Tang Paper Umbrella

The nine people were arranged in Haima Douluo's Haima City and lived in the city lord's mansion. After settling down, they exchanged information about the test and found that except for Bai Chenxiang, who had already completed the test, the others had traveled through the Poseidon's Light, but there were some differences based on their respective test levels.

Afterwards, they went back to rest after eating, and after preparing to adjust their physical condition to the best, they went to visit the forbidden areas of Poseidon Island in the afternoon.

At this time, Meng Jiang was sitting on Tang San's lap, her whole body nestled into his arms, and she rested her forehead on the other's shoulder and neck and closed her eyes, feeling exhausted both physically and mentally.

"A Jiang, what's wrong?" Tang San put his arm around her waist and asked softly.

"Give me a hug." The girl cooed lovingly, and pushed into the young man's arms. "Let me take a few sips to recharge my batteries. Then I will have the strength to look at Lao Shizi's Poseidon's Light in the afternoon."

The conversation with Poseidon was really energy-consuming, but fortunately the result was satisfying.

Tang San didn't understand what "charging" meant, but he could understand the general meaning of Meng Jiang's words, so he raised his hand and curled up a strand of black curly hair of the other party and smelled it, smelling a refreshing cold fragrance, and felt that he was instantly charged. Motivation, "This method is very good. Okay, then give me a hug."

He smiled softly, placed a kiss on the strand of hair, and tightened his arms around Meng Jiang's waist.

Enjoying the comfortable space between the two of them, Meng Jiang suddenly raised his hand and touched the trident brand on Tang San's forehead, "Do you have any thoughts about this thing?"

"Didn't the Great Enshrinement say that this is the first time this happened to me?" Tang San's soft gaze fell on the bright red mark between Meng Jiang's eyebrows. The mark of the eight-pointed star made the girl's already stunning appearance even more charming. , and adds three points of holiness to the contradictory temperament of being out of the world and charming.

"But didn't you make any guesses yourself?" Meng Jiang straightened up and straddled Tang San's lap to look at him, "Why did Poseidon Douluo say she was waiting for you? Why is it that no one on this island, including her, can bear it? Your etiquette? Why is your assessment related to the survival of Poseidon Island? And why is the mark on your forehead a trident instead of a nine-pointed star? Have you never thought about this? "

After all, this is what Meng Jiang would choose when encountering this kind of thing, but Tang San was different, "I have thought about it, but I haven't thought about it deeply. There is only one way in front of me, and that is to complete the Poseidon... Nine tests. So no matter what my guess is, I should know the answer after I finish the test. So my thoughts and my guesses at this time are not important."

Hearing this, Meng Jiang curled his lips and said, "I hate it." He didn't know whether he was talking about Poseidon or Tang San.

"Okay, go and have a rest, I know what you want to say." Tang San scratched Meng Jiang's straight nose, "Don't worry, I understand."

Meng Jiang rolled her eyes unconvinced: "Huh, if you understand something, just say it." In order to make someone realize that this was God Zhuan continuing to assess how much she had lost her tongue, she was really going to be pissed to death. If she couldn't explain it directly, would she have to go through such a big detour? Just throw it over with one sentence, Tang San, you are the heir of Poseidon. That’s it.

The young man just smiled and said nothing.

An hour later, everyone arrived at the forbidden area of ​​Poseidon Island. When crossing the ring sea, the light on their bodies can protect them from attacks by the spirit beasts in the sea. But Bai Chenxiang had already completed the assessment, so naturally there was no protection. It was Tang San's golden light that helped isolate the aura, and he was able to safely bring Bai Chenxiang to the foot of Poseidon Mountain.

The steps leading to the Poseidon Temple on the top of the mountain are covered by the Poseidon's Light. After trying, they found that attack skills cannot be used here, otherwise they will be rebounded to themselves, but they can use body protection and amplification skills to withstand the pressure one step at a time. Climb the steps step by step.

After Tang San and Dai Mubai took the lead in trying to verify his guess, he said, "Everyone should try it too."

Everyone nodded and stepped onto the steps.

Different from the increase that others have more or less, such as Dai Mubai's White Tiger Body Shield, White Tiger Vajra Transformation and White Tiger Demon God Transformation, and Ning Rongrong's strength, agility, soul power, defense increase, even if it is the same Zhu Zhuqing, who is of the agility and attack type, also has his own resistance increased by 20%. Meng Jiang firstly had no soul skills, secondly he had no soul bones, and thirdly he did not have the enhancement effects of Tang San's two areas. He had to rely on his own physical strength to resist the pressure of the Poseidon's Light. Fortunately, her physical constitution is several times stronger than that of ordinary people, and she has absorbed the medicinal properties of Shenmanguo, so she does not lag too far behind others.

The first of Meng Jiang's top eight tests was to pass through the light of Poseidon and climb the first 250 steps of the forbidden area.

Level 250! Two hundred and five! Even two hundred and fifty-one is fine! Meng Jiang felt that this must be Poseidon's deliberate revenge on her, but she had no evidence.

Poseidon: Hey hey hey, I'm just avenging my personal revenge. Why? You don’t know how many steps it takes to climb the top eight exams. Anyway, for you who are completing the Rakshasa test at the same time, this is not impossible.

Meng Jiang: You two hundred and five!

As soon as she stepped on the first step, Meng Jiang realized that the pressure was beyond her imagination. However, it was not difficult at the beginning. She climbed very quickly and maintained a constant speed for the first twenty-five levels. After that, Meng Jiang's speed gradually slowed down.

The soul power in the body is running rapidly, and under the huge pressure, the soul power is consumed at a terrifying rate. Meng Jiang's only advantage over her companions is that her soul power is much deeper than everyone else's.

After reaching the fortieth step, Meng Jiang's pace became even slower. The golden mist around her body was steaming, and her breathing became heavier, but with every breath, the speed of the soul power in her body would increase by one point, balancing recovery and consumption.

After arriving here, the pressure she was under was already huge, but Meng Jiang could feel that it had not reached the limit yet. Lifting her legs with difficulty and taking another step, Meng Jiang stepped onto the forty-first step, followed by the forty-two, forty-three... until she stood on the sixtieth step, her expression finally revealed a few... She was in great pain, with an abnormal blush on her delicate little jade face, sweat pouring down like rain, and the golden mist had enveloped her whole body, so thick that she couldn't see her figure clearly.

However, it still has not reached the limit.

At this time, Tang San had come out of training and was worriedly watching Meng Jiang climb the stairs step by step. He wanted to tell Meng Jiang not to force it, but he didn't dare to disturb him, so he simply stepped up the steps again to catch up.

Tang San understood that without the increase in soul bones, soul skills, and domain, the pain Meng Jiang endured with every step he took was beyond that of others. But his Ajaan has always been very strong.

Soul power is consumed faster. Starting from the fiftieth step, the recovery speed can no longer keep up with the consumption speed. At this time, Meng Jiang's soul power was only 30% left. If he wanted to continue climbing, it was best to explode.

The frequency of her breathing matched the movement of her soul power. Meng Jiang gritted her teeth and allowed sweat to blur her vision. The soul power suddenly surged like a tsunami, and the sudden explosion made her rush forward three steps.

Although it is said to be "rushing", her speed is actually very slow. The so-called "rushing" is just compared with the speed of the previous five steps.

Until then, Meng Jiang finally couldn't take another step.

Not wanting to be ejected directly due to exhaustion of soul power, Meng Jiang did not stop and slowly retreated downwards. The speed was slightly faster than when climbing, but her steps were steady. Even though her muscles and veins screamed dryness and pain, she did not lose her breath. , until she left the range of Poseidon's light and collapsed on the ground, her eyes were already dark, her face was as pale as paper, and she seemed to be about to faint.

Oscar quickly gave her a few recovery sausages. Meng Jiang took them and ate them to recover a little soul power. He didn't dare to waste time and immediately meditated to restore his soul power.

Tang San knew that Meng Jiang had retreated. Under the pressure, he couldn't say anything, or even turn around to see her condition. But now that Meng Jiang has finished trying it, he can rest assured to challenge his limits.

Level sixty-three was eight levels higher than Tang San's first attempt, but Tang San had four soul bones and two domains, which showed how terrifying Meng Jiang's original physique was.

At this time, I should say one more thing, thank you Muchito.

While Meng Jiang was training, Tang San had already retreated, and suggested that others use all their amplification skills from the beginning, try their limits again at their peak, and suggested that they move their training location to Poseidon's Light. Next, in order to increase the speed of cultivation.

His idea was confirmed by Poseidon Douluo Bo Saixi, who came to give Ma Hongjun a god-given soul ring.

Under the pressure of Poseidon's Light, one can imagine the increase in cultivation speed. Meng Jiang's soul power had already reached level sixty-nine and a half. In less than half a month, she had made another breakthrough and successfully entered the level seventy level thanks to her tireless training.

Bo Saixi came as promised and gave Meng Jiang a god-given soul ring.

This was the first time Meng Jiang felt pain when absorbing the soul ring. In the past, no matter how powerful the residual resentment of those soul beasts was, Meng Jiang could easily suppress it with evil thoughts, so her absorption of soul rings had always been stable and peaceful. But this time, countless energy poured into her veins, almost bursting her body the moment she accepted the soul ring.

This happened because Meng Jiang's goals were too high. The test of Poseidon Island was obtained by her trade, and in exchange, Meng Jiang must kill the Rakshasa god, whether for herself or the Poseidon she traded with, but if she wants to kill the god, she must possess Tyrannical strength.

A hundred thousand year soul ring was the goal Meng Jiang set for himself. Anyway, for her, no matter how painful it was, it was nothing compared to the burning caused by the holy fire - although she was no longer afraid of the holy fire.

Her sixth soul ring is already 60,000 years old, and her seventh soul ring that is 100,000 years old is not impossible.

There were nine people in total. If anyone could withstand a hundred thousand year soul ring at level seventy, then only Meng Jiang and Tang San. Tang San possessed tenacity and perseverance that was rare in the world, but Meng Jiang relied on the word "ruthless". Be cruel to others, but even more cruel to yourself.

The fierce temperament of licking blood with the tip of a knife and cooking oil with fierce fire hurt others and herself, but it was also the capital that supported her to get here. If her enemy is bound by her own destiny, she will not hesitate to carve out her own heart if there is only one way to kill him.

To a certain extent, Meng Jiang can already be called a madman.

And when the madman opened her eyes again, a circle of soul rings as red as blood slowly floated around her, exuding an alluring aura.

Meng Jiang's consciousness seemed to be a little out of control, and her eyes were a little distracted. Due to the impact of energy, she blinked lightly, and a string of bloody tears suddenly fell from the corners of her eyes.

——The hundred thousand year soul ring is completed.

At the same time, a long-lost mute voice sounded in her mind, "The seventh test of the Rakshasa Divine Examination, I got a hundred thousand year soul ring, passed. The rewards started to stack up."